It doesn't really bother Lambert that Joker takes a while to answer; the quiet isn't really that quiet, here, where the sound of waves on sand and creatures in the undergrowth are never far away. When Joker finishes, he glances over, brows raised.

"Kind of expected a different answer from a Supervisor. Aren't you all supposed to be trying to get us to stay longer?" He's joking, mostly. But knowing the nature of how the contract works, everyone who's been here for long is definitely someone who's made a conscious decision to remain.